Kimia's POVđź–¤
I walked into my cell to find my cellmate and best friend on my bed.
" Hey." Delarosa greeted with her Colombian accent.
" Hey Rosa. I brought good food." I replied emptying my jumpsuit of the snacks I had taken from the warden's lounge.
" You do know that all these are considered as junk food?" She asked pointing to the pile of snacks that sat on my bed.
" Yeah, but it's better than anything they serve us here,hence, it's good food." I said and she shrugged picking a bag of Doritos to munch on.
" So I'm assuming you 'disappeared' to the warden's lounge?"
" Yeah."
" So who were those good looking men in suits that followed you?" She asked wiggling her eyebrows and I rolled my eyes.
" Why didn't you accept their offer?" She asked once I was done explaining.
" Because."
" Because what Kimia?, I would kill to get an opportunity like that." She said and I sighed.
" What am I going to do once I'm out!, I have no friends or family and I certainly do not have money. People don't just employ ex-convicts." I said and she sighed.
" I'm not going to force you to accept it but I just want you to think about it." She said softly.
I had an offer that other inmates would kill for, yet I rejected it. It made me feel like I was selfish.
Rosa was the only prisoner I associated myself with cause we balanced each other. She was cheerful and bubbly while I was sarcastic and pessimistic. Rosa and I were similar in a way, we both didn't belong here.
Delarosa Tsteves studied business administration in college, graduated top of her class and fell in love with Lucas,a guy from the company where she worked as an intern. She got married to him and had a son, Miguel. A month after she had Miguel, Rosa and Lucas had a fight and he hit her. She ran away with her son to live with her grandmother but Lucas came and begged her to come back promising never to hit her again.
But he didn't stop. He abused her for two years. One day when he tried to hit her Miguel stopped him and he slapped him. He slapped his own son and he didn't stop even with Miguel's cries and Rosa's continuous pleading. Rosa got mad and stabbed him with a knife and he died.
Lucas came from a very rich family so they used their wealth and power to send Rosa to jail even though her stabbing Lucas was self defence.
Miguel lived with his grandmother in Georgia because Rosa was an orphan but Rosa was still scared that Lucas' family would try to take him away.
" Hey guys." Andy, one of the wardens greeted as he opened the door of our cell.
Rosa and I were the favourite inmates of all the wardens. Rosa, cause she was a sweetheart and I, cause I helped them with their tech problems and life issues.
Unbelievable yes, but I studied psychology in college.
" Hey Andy." We greeted smiling. Well, Rosa was smiling.
" Rosa,you have a visitor." He said and Rosa stood up and walked out of the cell.
" Am I allowed to tag along?" I asked
" Are you seriously asking me that?" He said his hands akimbo and I chuckled and walked out of the cell.
Tagging along during visitations was not something other inmates were allowed to do but since the management happened to have a soft spot for me, I could.
We walked to the visitation room and I sat at the far corner of the room where I was basically invisible.
Rita, Rosa's grandmother walked in and hugged Rosa tightly.
"Delarosa, I've missed you so much." She said.
" I've missed you to Nana." Rosa said.
They talked for a while until Nana stopped talking and sighed.
" Rosa, t-th- they want to take him away. " She said barely holding back the sobs.
" What!!!." Rosa exclaimed. Her hands were shaking badly.
" I'm sorry. They said that you were in jail and that you're not capable of taking care of their grandson. They said l was too poor to give him a good life." Nana said sobbing.
" But, h-he-he's my son. The- they can't. They can't do this to me." Rosa cried and a few tears leaked out of my eyes.
The door of the visitation room opened and Rosa's cousin, Carlos walked in with Miguel.
The moment Miguel saw his mother, he ran into her arms.
" Mama!!." He cried as he hugged his mother.
"Mi precioso!!." She cried hugging him tightly.
" Nobody's ever going to take you away from me Miguel!!!." She cried and he nodded vigorously still sobbing.
In that moment, I knew there was only one thing I could do.
***
Damien's POV♣️.
I sat opposite Kimia in the prison's visitation room and stared at her.
" How'd you get my phone number?." I asked and she raised an eyebrow.
" Well," She began,"Let's just say it involved a little bit of, hacking." She completed.
" How were you able to hack in prison?" I asked amazed.
Hacker [âś“].
" Look that's not the point. Get her out and I'll help you with the mission." She said.
" Get who out?." I asked.
" Delarosa Tsteves. If you can get her out of here and help her get full custody of her son, I'll help you with the mission. I don't care if I get out or not. Just, help her. Please."
I could see the desperation in her eyes and I was touched.
' She must really love her if she's doing this for her.'
" Okay. But, I'm going to get you out too." I said and she nodded.
***
Kimia walked out of prison wearing a white top and jeans. She turned back and sighed before entering the car.
The car ride was silent and she had a sad smile on her face as we drove through the streets of NYC.
" You okay ?" I asked.
" So much has changed in the last two years." She replied.
The silence was back and I hated it. I wanted to say something but I wasn't sure of what to say. The car finally stopped at an apartment building and we went up. I opened the door to our apartment to see the minister alongside some other security agents.
" Ah, welcome Kimia." He greeted and Kimia nodded.
***
It's been three days since Kim had been released and although we shared the same apartment, our interactions have been to the barest minimum which was kinda my plan.
She had some kind of control over me and to me, it was dangerous cause I'm an agent. The only reasons I left my room was when I wanted to eat and when I went to the gym. But today, I was going to have to face the beautiful monster that had been visiting my dreams lately.
'You can do this Damien. '
I tossed a bag to her which she caught and then she raised her eyebrow.
" Get up, we have a mission." I said.
" Well good morning to you too." She greeted sarcastically.
" You know I was beginning to think I'm invisible since you refuse to acknowledge my presence." She continued and I rubbed the back of my neck sheepishly then realised it wasn't helping my ' I don't care ' persona. I cleared my throat to ease the awkwardness.
" The bag contains all you need to know about the mission." I said while grabbing my duffle bag from the counter.
" Ditto." She replied.
" Some people from the agency will be here to help you prep for the mission." I said while opening the front door.
" Yeah, yeah I got it. Bye!!." She said then slammed the door in my face.
***
Kimia's POVđź–¤
I continued my Friends marathon after Damien left. I looked through the bag he gave me and it contained some information about the target and the mission. It also contained an earpiece, an iPhone, and an high tech wrist watch.
There was a knock on the door and I opened the door to see a man with a huge grin. There was a bunch of other people behind him carrying a lot of boxes with huge smiles on their faces too. Then I did the most reasonable thing to do, I slammed the door.
There was another knock on the door and I picked up the iPhone and typed Damien's number which I memorised while trying to reach him in jail but was surprised to see it already saved. The phone rang a couple of times before he picked.
" Hello?"
" Uhm Damien, sorry to disturb but there's a guy at the door with a bunch of people behind him." I said.
" Let me guess he's smiling like he's the Devil and you just sold your soul to him?"
" Spot on." I replied and he sighed.
" He's there to help you prep for the mission, he's with the CIA."
" Oh, so he's not a bad guy?" I asked a little disappointed and he chuckled and I couldn't help but smile.
" Trust me, he is not a bad guy. And Mia, do me a favour, go easy on him." He said and I bit my lip holding back a smile.
" I make no promises." I said and he chuckled then he hung up.
The prep team were still standing patiently with the smile on their faces as I opened the door.
" Come in." I said and they trickled in with their boxes.
" Hi, I'm Carlos." The guy with the huge grin greeted.
" Kim." I replied.
He eyed me from head to toe and then he dropped the box he was holding and touched my face.
" We've got a lot of work to do." He said and I gulped.
' What have I done?'